Yesterday was not a fun day.
For those of you who were around Marquette and
were trying to listen to this radio station you may have noticed that
we weren't on the air. A crew had to climb the tower on which our
transmitter array sits and replace a few things for another customer.
And because we put out so much power and because the people climbing
the tower didn't want to end up like microwaved potatoes, we had to
go off the air.
For four and a half long hours.
As frustrated as you guys probably get
when we’re off the air, I’m even more so. I mean, not only am I
sitting in my office, waiting to go back on the air and wondering if
it’ll ever happen, but once we do go back on the air I need to then
reschedule each and every commercial that we missed. And if we’ve
been off for most of the day, as we were yesterday, that’s a lot of
commercials to make good.
The worst part of it is, of course,
that the situation’s out of my control. If we go off the air
because of a technical problem or, as was the case yesterday, someone
else's technical problem, there’s nothing I can do about it except
wait. Well, I should say there’s nothing I can do except wait and
wonder. Because the people who are busy fixing things are, well,
busy fixing things, I can’t call them up every five minutes and ask
when they’ll be done. If I did that, they’d never get anything
done, except for answering their phone every five minutes. So I just
sit, wait, and wonder, and there’s nothing I can do about it.
And for someone who seems to have an
infinite amount of patience, this is the one time I really, REALLY
need to draw upon it!
So if you would, keep your fingers
crossed that everything is actually fixed on the tower and that we
don't have to have an encore performance again today. Not only would
it be a nice change for you guys, but it’ll help me try and keep a
tenuous grip on whatever sanity I have left.
And as we all know, that's not really
much to being with.
*****
Tomorrow, the story about how I may
actually, just by the smallest degree but actually, may be turning
into an adult. Shocking, I know. But what arrived in the mail over
the weekend may actually be a sign that it's happening.
There's even a picture for proof. All
the details tomorrow!
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